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Help
04:56
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help is all that you ask, but it's no simple task to get you along
a thought that's tripping up your head- we'll keep you in bed 'til you're all right.
help-
my friend took a week's vacation from life
the med said he found him alone with a knife in his side (see the white feathers fly)
help-
what's all wrong with this one?
what's all wrong with this one?
voices silently calling
clocks are constantly ticking
we are hostages waiting
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Monster
03:48
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there's a monster sleeping under your bed, but he's waking 'cause he hasn't been fed
it's a problem that you cannot deny - it's a thirst that cannot be satisfied
stop it, stop your sneaking around - stop it, stop - you're already found
come right in, my friend - your hair will stand on end
sounds you hear in the night and shadows that form in the light
stop it, stop your sneaking around - stop it, stop - you're already found
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Safety
03:36
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this is the day we decide to run away
and struggle to maintain the safety our homes never made -
but then you say that our tracks wash away in the rain-
tears on your cheek form lines on your face
that stretch around the block
oh, but nothing can take beauty away from your soul
because nothing can wash that away
life is the path upon which we ascend
so lay your head on mine and we will wait until the end of time to realize
that the end is the start all over
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If You Say So
05:10
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the makeups and the breakups are consoling me
like a punchup in the face of authority
the truth is you're livid and full of me
a crescendo that's ended in apathy
how should i feel? what should i say when there's nothing left to keep you from walking away?
it's funny in the end - you'd like to stay friends. you're all bubbly inside like a diver who's feeling the bends
i've carried my weight and i've carried it long. i know what i've done, so i'll bury my body in song.
oh, a boy and a girl so deeply in love; she pushes him away
a bullet, a trigger, the end.
the truth is i'm dead, i've been dead for a while. they buried me in a suit so i'm pushing up daisies in style.
how should you feel? what should you say when all you can do is tell me that i'll be OK?
if you say so
what's all wrong with this one?
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i know there's something wrong
but i know some stupid tricks
i turn around; you're turning tricks
don't turn around, you angel
don't turn around - she's waking up
don't wander off, she's waking up
'cause i know there's something wrong
don't turn around...
don't turn around, you're just some stupid trick
don't turn around, you're just some stupid trick
i've been around, you're just some cupid's trick
i've been around, you're just some cupid's trick
i've been around, yeah...
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